U-locks by our sides, we're hitting the town
Power-crazed motorist is gonna frown
windsheilds, mirrors, kicked-in doors
face down, eating street
You know what for?
We've had enough of you threatening our lives
with wheels and steel and clouds of black
Prepare to die! The Bike Mitilita has now declared:
All Out Attack!
Think of the millions who met their end
smashed across the grill of a Mercedes-Benz
The biking batallions are here to heal
the four-wheeled disease: the automobile
Nothing in the world could stop this rage
Grovel! Cel-phone shattered. We want a
Victory in blood. Pray to your lord
Bring me the head of Henry Ford

Trash the El Camino because the kids are ready to ride
Go two-wheeled disaster! Shout it out: Bike Pride!
Pissing every car off, We'll call them nasty names
Extend the middle finger and ride in every lane
Bike Punx!
With freedom on our minds and wrenches in our hands
fuck highway construction
Let's go take the land
We'll peddle through the cities
this war-cry we will send
when internal combustion meets the bitter end
Bike Punx!

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